The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 690

Chapter 690: 274 Bai Jian, an expert, Mu Lao Ye steps out of the Buddha hall (two watches combined)_1

Bai Lian had listened to Jian Zhongyou’s collections, “The White Snow of Cang Mountain,” “The Peace of Autumn,” and “The Sounds of Home”; she had heard them all.

These were works from Jian Zhongyou’s middle period, characterized by simple, steady rhythms and a warm atmosphere.

So, when she learned that Jian Zhongyou had become famous for playing “The White Robed Journey” and that his later compositions turned out to be as plain and sincere as Qin Jiu’s, Bai Lian was somewhat surprised.

“Blossoms on the Tree” tended toward a tense style with an overwhelming sound, and as the script progressed toward the middle and later stages, it created an anxiety similar to the Empty Fort Strategy.

It wasn’t a style that Jian Zhongyou excelled in, and indeed he didn’t have much energy to continue to create. If he hadn’t been unable to find the right person, he would have already retired.

Bai Lian put it this way, but Gao Yan and the butler were choked by Bai Lian’s remark that “Director Jian can’t do it.”

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However, they quickly caught the meaning of Bai Lian’s words.

“Alian, you,” Gao Yan set down the Plum Blossom Cake and sat up straight, “can you compose music?”

She knew Bai Lian could play the guzheng, but she had never heard her play it.

And judging by the way Director Jian interacted with her, Gao Yan knew that Bai Lian’s guzheng skills must not be too shabby.

But… composing music and such, people without professional skills couldn’t just start doing it. With something like a research competition, it was easy for Gao Yan to look toward Bai Lian.

Gao Yan had never associated Bai Lian with composition.

“Now, I suppose I can,” Bai Lian said, holding her folding fan, “I haven’t seen a stage play before; I might not be suitable, just giving it a try. We’ll choose the best option later.”

Gao Shu would certainly seek others too, it’s just that they might not measure up to the expertise of Mr. Shuo.

Director Jian had a lot of faith in Bai Lian, and although music had no clear boundaries, the stage play’s theme song style was somewhat direct; Bai Lian still wasn’t clear on the style.

“Okay good,” Gao Yan said, still not fully processing, “I’ll tell Shushu.”

Ming Dongheng’s car was waiting downstairs, and Gao Yan escorted Bai Lian to the lobby.

After the car had left, Gao Yan wrapped her coat around herself, lost in thought as she turned to the butler, “Butler, do you think it’s reliable? It won’t interfere with her studies, will it?”

According to Xu Nanjing, Bai Lian was now the darling of the Physics Institute.

“This…,” the butler wasn’t certain either, “Madam, Miss Bai Lian said she wants to try, so let her try.”

“Hmm,” Gao Yan took out her phone and called Gao Shu.